I knew I was giving him a cheap show, but he had earned the privilege.“My slutty friends told me what you did. I don’t know whether to be pissed t...at you were party to fooling me or to thank you.”His face was a slideshow of humor, regret, embarrassment, and guilt.I continued before he opened his mouth. “I have decided to thank you.”I closed the distance between us and stood as high up on the tips of my toes as I possibly could. I still didn’t match his height. I then gently pulled his head down. "... I guess I'm doing okay. I'm nervous," I said."Yeah, well, so am I," she said."You don't look it. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here for a sore throat or something trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have. Meanwhile, the longest finger of my other hand pushes deep inside his anus, at last locating that tell-tale hardness of his prostate gland. Twisting my hand around, I am able to gently rub and press it, as I feel his body tense and squirm in my hands and he moves into the final phase of his ecstasy.“Oh God; oh fuck!” he whispers urgently, “I’m cumming!” he almost weeps in pleasure. He doesn’t need to tell me; I can tell! His cock is still buried deep in my throat and he desperately wants to. :P We didn’t wanted to waste much time on eating so we took burger and ate it and we decided to go for a movie that afternoon. I love intimacy in theater. Mere kafi experience h theater me jo mene usse pehle hi chat pe bta diya tha. So she wanted to experience all that with me in real. Kyun ki hum logo ne pehle hi decide kar liya tha ki thodi masti karni h, wo knee length one – piece pehan ke aai thi. I had already booked tickets online so I got corner seat somewhere in middle. It was a Marathi.